vivicaliqueur

Enjoying my day off, sipping on Corona with lime, life is good

Halloween is coming so LOVING all the horror movies on T.V.

Loving The Walking Dead series!!!!

So here is one of my short stories: "Chasing Fairytales"


'A little girl decides one day 'I want to see fairy-tales! I know they exist somewhere!'.

So, she goes for a walk in the forest behind her house. She notices the trees are made out of shit and the apples smell like piss. She keeps walking.

She reaches a cottage and enters. Inside there are the most beautiful people laughing and singing. They turn around and they are attached back skin to back skin with bluish purple monsters.

The girl says, 'Who are those beautiful people attached to your backs?' They look at each other then back at the girl.

'What those things? Those are our assholes.'

'But I heard them singing and laughing.'

At this the monster roar laughter, the sound of metal gnashing, 'That was our assholes farting!'

The girl exits the cottage and keeps strolling down shit forest.She sees a castle!

'Oh wow! A castle! That must be where the fairy-tales are!' She walks but as she walks the castle gets smaller until it is the size of the palm of her hand. A little guy comes out with a speakerphone,

'This ain't your castle bitch!'

'Oh!' So the little girl moves on. She walks through the shit trees and a wolf pops out and screams,

'It's a conspiracy!' Then disappears into the forest.

Suddenly, she comes to a clearing. She see unicorns, and mermaids and flowers and fairies!

'The fairy-tales! Yes! I knew they existed!' but as her feet touched the shore everything froze to ice sculptures.

'Huh?'

She walked backwards and everything came to life again. But as soon as her feet touched the shores everything froze. A troll sauntered by and she asked,

'Why are the fairy-tales freezing?'

'Because it will be a cold day in hell when you reach them. So, there you go.' and with that he was off.

The little girl walked and skated across the lake. She reached a bridge and there was that very same troll.

'Can I pass?'

'No.'

'Oh come on! I have to see the fairy-tales!'

'You can't pass until you give me some money.'

'Well, I don't have any money.'

'Well, go get some, because you aren't passing without it.'

So, she walked back across the lake and through the shit forest and went into the monster cottage.

'How do I get money to pay the troll toll?'

'Give us your soul and we'll give you 5 cents.'

'But I need my soul.'

'For what?'

'I need it.'

'Sell it to us. When you come back over the bridge, the troll will give you the 5 cents back and you can come and get your soul.'

'Ok!'

So, the little girl gave them her soul.

She walked back through the shit forest, across the ice and payed the toll.

'I need that money when I get back, you'll give it to me so I can have my soul again right?'

'Sure, sure.' The troll said.

The girl walked through more shit forest.

Finally, she saw a real castle!

'Yay! This must be where fairy-tales are!' She raced to the castle. Within the castle walls there was nothing and no one but skeletons laying around.

She walked to the throne room. The King was dead on his throne and the Queen knitted a sweater.

'Where are the fairy-tales?'

'Oh sweetheart, everyone knows fairy-tales don't exist.'

'Yes, they do I know they do! I feel it's true!'

'Well, if you want to get to the fairy-tales you'll need your soul to get to them.'

'Why?'

'The only real fairy-tales are in your soul, that's where you'll find them!'

The little girl races back to the bridge and the troll,

'I've got to get my money back!'

But beg as she may, the troll would not give her back the money, nor let her pass.

She spent the rest of her life in shit forest.


~Moral of the story: Don't sell your soul to go chasing fairy-tales, they are with you in your soul already. Heed my warning, or you too will spend the rest of your life in shit forest.


Hope you enjoyed my little tale!

Much love,

xxx
~VL